Annie

I stare at my phone as I walk to class. One of the best parts of living on campus is all the classes are within walking distance. With the money I am making now, I could rent a house off campus and have more privacy, but this makes it so much easier especially when I have long nights.

“Attachment one: Escort needed for the Martini lounge. Stiletto lover.” I giggle and shake my head. Kenny must have not had his fill last night. Kenny is an easy paycheck though. The other one either needs to pay more or pique my interest.

“Second attachment: Fetish feet kink. The client would like to play with your feet and wants you to massage him with them.” Now I burst into laughter. How is it I have two feet requests in one day? Are these both Kenny? I chuckle as I put my phone away as I see my best friend, Daniel approach.

“Hey there, you sexy lady!” he inches toward me. I laugh as I grab his hand and smile as he hands me a coffee, “I can’t believe you get a full-fat latte. Whatever you do to exercise, don’t ever stop. Girl, you have a slamming body!”

I giggle, Daniel is full-on gay and such a sweetheart, but he has no idea what I do for exercise. I could never tell him it’s sex and crazy feet fetishes to boot.

“How was your date last night?” he asks me. I smile and take a sip of my latte coyly, “You know, same ol’. I can’t find Mr. right.” I lie.

Daniel grins, “Girl, neither can I. Did you at least study for the test?” 

I nod as I bite my lip. I had a chance to study some but not as much as I wanted. Kenny had me use 10 different pairs of 6-inch heels on him last night and I lost track of time! Ugh. I need to pass this test!

“I studied enough.” I reply and he smirks, “Got home late?” he eyes me. I giggle and he nods, “Get it girl!” he laughs as he twirls me in a circle, and we finish our walk to building 101. He opens the door for me, and I curtsey, “Such a gentleman.” I tease. Daniel laughs and walks in behind me and we walk to find our seats. 

Autumn Brown school is where all the rich preppy arrogant assholes attend. This school is built on money and there are only a few cases of scholarships here being accepted; I am one of them. Even Daniel is rich, but he sees past my background and sees me, not everyone here does.

“Hey, Annie,” Derrick calls. Speak of one of the devils. Derick Ander’s daddy basically owns this college. His dad is a top-notch attorney and has made several donations. Word around campus is Derrick’s LSAT score was too low, but daddy’s money paid high enough to get him his acceptance letter. 

I roll my eyes at the nickname he has chosen for me, though it could be worse, “Hey there, daddy’s boy.” I grin. Derrick scoffs and sits down behind Daniel and me. I can feel his eyes burning a hole into the back of my head. He would never admit it, but he’s attracted to me. 

Our law professor, Mr. Landa enters the room with his briefcase and yawns as he sets it down on his desk, “Who studied last night?” He shouts. The room is full, and everyone nods and cheers as he opens the case and smiles, “I hope so because these are your tests.” He says as he pulls out a thick stack of papers.

My eyes go wide and Daniel smiles at me, “You got this.” He encourages me.

I sigh as the tests are handed back and take one. This test is no joke, and it counts for 1/3rd of our grade this semester. I have studied hard when I have found the time but in order to pay for my life here, I also work a lot. I am second-guessing myself right now. Without my scholarship money, even with escorting, I couldn’t afford to attend here.

I take a deep breath as I look over the test and tap my pencil on my desk thinking as I circle each answer. Some of this I know and some of this, I THINK I know. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can’t wait for Mr. Landa to post the results tomorrow. This anxiety will kill me tonight, but at least I’ll have something to take my mind off it; foot fetish guy.

By the end of the test, my hands are sweaty, and I feel sick as I hear Mr. Landa shout, “Pencils down!” Luckily, I have only 3 questions I didn’t get a chance to answer but the outlook looks good. Daniel and I both get up and walk our tests to Mr. Landa and he smiles, “My two best students aren’t going to let me down, right?” he asks.

I blush as I stare at him. Mr. Landa is hot. He’s in his 40s but there’s something about him. His body is chiseled and he’s a well-defined man. His hair is peppered with gray but in a hot way. I bite my lip and Daniel squeezes my hand, “No, of course not.” I stutter in his direction.

Mr. Landa grins and Daniel pulls me toward the door, “Try not to be so obvious!” he whisper-scolds. I laugh as we reach the outside world, “I can’t help it. Even his voice sounds smooth.” I giggle. Daniel laughs as he nods, “I know. He’s like a fine wine, ages with time.” He jokes and we both laugh harder. 

I now hear Derrick’s voice behind me, “Hey, Annie wait up!” he calls. I roll my eyes and I stop, “If you want me to actually wait for you, maybe call me by my real name.” I glare at him.

Derrick stares at me and then a smile crosses his lips, “Audrey..I have a favor to ask.” He blurts out.

I laugh and go to turn away when he grabs my arm, “No, seriously. I need your help. You’re smart, right?” he asks.

I nod and he steps closer to me as he whispers in my ear, “I need a tutor and I pay well.”

I step back and stare at him in disbelief but it’s worth thinking over.